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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with excitement. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the kitchen. He slid into the small place, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and looked at her in the dimness. George enjoyed her panties slide down and when the thick development of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his inflamed penis. Mabel's look veered down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her buttocks on a low shelf so that she remained in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread open and the wet, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unsteady step closer to the female. Don't talk-- just fuck! Mabel moved her fingers down, pried open the lips of her vulva. George moved between the open thighs, feeling Mabel's hands on his belt, loosening it, letting his pants slip down then her fingers were clutching his buttocks and pulling his body closer to her, into her with hungry strength. He grasped the shaft of his penis, steered the jerking head into the damp mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva gripped the sides of his cock, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, starving pussy! She pressed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft penetrating her. Long, hard dick, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my stubborn belly! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pushed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, twisting herself. Fuck me like that!
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George's knees trembled when he bent them to let his organ slide down, then he drove inside again, deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating versus his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, shivering with enjoyment, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she said, her voice rough. She attempted to squeeze her thighs together to increase the feeling and the movement of her thigh muscles tightened the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the wet grip of the soft but strong walls of his cock. Keep holding my cock like that! He stumbled himself up, his dick making damp, sensuous sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering against his as the delights throbbed through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the shelf as she sucked at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his cock contracting and expanding and fiery slivers of juice began to spasm inside his organ. Mabel, he gasped, I'm gon na-- gon na blow-blow! His voice increased and his in-and-out movements ended up being crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to stifle the squeal that rose in her throat as his swollen organ jammed versus the pointer of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the tough clitoral idea on the swelling, pulsating shaft.
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Thrills flickered through her vaginal walls then cascaded through all parts of her sexual flesh. I'm coming! she gasped, then her teeth bit onto George's lower lip as she orgasmed, jerking her hips and feeling her vulva quiver with a spontaneous reaction. Urgh, Mabel-- Mabellll! George's voice rose high as burning spurts of juice squirted from the lips of his cock, splashing versus the soaked tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver up until she raised her feet off the floor, wedged herself on the edge of the rack and covered her legs around George with her heels jammed into his buttocks, pulling him even deeper inside her sexual cavern. At last, her mouth moved away from George's, her teeth relinquished their grip on his lip and she panted, You lovely big dick, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice trickle from the end of his dick. Your cunt was just built for fuckin'! She gave a breathless laugh, raided him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You always make me come-- an'-- she was reluctant, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were smothered, an' now, will you suck me, Georgie? She opened her thighs excitedly, then reached down and stretched the lips of her pussy wide open. The pink, tensed head of her clitoris moved out and George took a deep breath, bent his head and opened his mouth. Like that! Mabel breathed as his lips surrounded her clitoral tip. Suck it into your mouth-- tickle it with your tongue-- bite it, Georgie! He grasped the squirming muscle with his teeth, pulled it far from its warm, damp slot. Mabel made low thrilled noises and laced her fingers in the hair on George's bent head. Stick your tongue up my pussy, she begged in a whisper. He drove his tongue into her, tasting the saltiness of the mixture of his and her come-juice, then drew at her clitoris once again. Bubbling moans put from Mabel's lips and she rocked herself, slowly and sensuously, as George licked, sucked and bit with thrilling sexual dedication. I'm gon na return! The words spurted from Mabel's lips; a violent shiver shattered through her body and she nearly jerked her clitoris from the grip of George's teeth. Now! she gasped, straining herself back, increasing the stress as George's teeth plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then worthless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with frenzied strength. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing hugely versus his lips then a shiver diminished his spine as the pantry-door opened and an cold voice stated; So this is where you are! Still grovelling on the floor, George twisted his head and stared at Mildred Wynton. She was standing in the pantry doorway, face white, eyes glittering. Did I disrupt you-- or had you complete? she asked in a coldly ironical tone. Her eyes flicked down to George, concentrated on his limp penis-- then she glanced at Mabel, initially at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.
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